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katrinakennedy
katrinakennedy
21/F/Trapped on Earth Hallway poet. Aspiring metal violinist.
i yearn for the day i’ll feel you sublimate off of me like snow in the sunlight, the day these weighted branches will rise but your hold’s like ice and these things take time. yet still i fear you’re carving scars into my bark and i weep, i weep for the permanence of the heart.
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Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 12:30 AM UTC
permanence of the heart
wet hair drips tears down her neck tracing the collarbone the ribs down to the (skin and bone) gasp and shiver it rattles in her chest she falls to her knees (set fire to the skin and bone) starve the parasite within excise the microphone the cameras sever wires cut the noise blind to beauty deaf to screaming mute to pain
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Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
vanity
Where are you tonight my forgotten family? Sitting round the table glassy-eyed as explosions rock the sky and shake the dust from your hair? Receding deep in the mind’s eye to remind me how time flies when you’re not around?
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Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 12:39 AM UTC
Mind's Eye
this morning the tide came in and everything had changed. footprints erased, seashells broken upon the battered shore. last night’s sand fortress crumbles and the rain leaves ten million drop-sized craters. your head disappeared beneath the waves and i let the sea erase you and your footprint upon my mind. it’s pressed deep but you are no match for the tides and the power of time. you have no place here and you will be forgotten you will be forgotten YOU WILL BE FORGOTTEN because though i know the tide will come in tomorrow i accept that life’s only constant is change.
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 10:08 PM UTC
and i was not afraid
today you took me back to the cave to the dark to escape to rest my eyes and spend a moment in your warm embrace. you sang to me i closed my eyes but i could not stay we were out of time. your pale hands took mine and you kissed me goodbye and you sent me back into the blinding light.
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 8:35 PM UTC
back to the light
I i’m starting to believe i was cursed from the moment the thought echoed in my mind from the first letter of this poem not cursed to feel it but cursed to fail in it maybe i was cursed before that even II maybe it’s because you make me inexplicably happy when i am fated to suffer you are of course too good to be true but that won’t stop me from enjoying myself right now so let’s take a moment for us right here right now before it’s all over and you leave me crashing down from heaven III i feel guilty that you want me (because i know i’ll corrupt you with my inevitable sorrow and ice to freeze you out and paranoid eyes to beg you to stay) and i feel guilty that i want you but this is the only story i know how to write anymore IV i’m starting to believe that maybe i’ve only fallen ill for a moment and some(day week month year eternity) i’ll remember i do not know the hands of fate
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 12:00 AM UTC
Contemplations 6-20-18
three times you interjected into my heart's permanence and three times you've done it before. once another two years have passed i think i'll be looking for more.
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May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 12:48 AM UTC
trifecta
you shouldn't have tempted me with a puzzle cause now i've found you out. what are you afraid of? what am i afraid of? i hid behind a new name because i didn't want to scare you didn't want you to know how sick i am how deep the delusions go. but you're my friend and friends are honest with each other so i'll let you see how sick i am how deep the delusions go how far i'll fall in the name of a word i can't speak anymore. i am ashamed of the things that make me human and ashamed that i am not human enough. i know you (but i can't trust myself when i hear voices) no, i know you! (or did i just imagine?)
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May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 12:27 AM UTC
found you out
I am alive with the feeling of phantom sensation anticipation of the moment foreshadowed, forewarned it has been foretold that this is the first day of the rest of my life. I know it, and yet I fear; I feel it, and yet I still can’t breathe can’t stand nails drawing blood from the back of my hand. It would have taken less strength to forget you, but I don’t want to.
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
First Day